They say there's nothing new under the sun

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Who: Hiro, Sam, and anybody else who wants to watch Tremors
What: Watching Tremors and possibly discussing swear words prior to the show
Where: The new outdoor theatre in the Northwest
When: Backdated to Thursday night, dusk.
Warnings: Language? Probably language.

The ‘official story’ was simple, if outlandish: Sam had happened across a VHS tape of Tremors (true) while lost (false) in the dense mire of mess which was Hiro’s room. Though the tape had actually been uncovered in the Warehouse, she had no intention of saying so; she didn’t want to wonder if the truth would reach Dirge, or want to deal with the seeker if he heard and, hearing, took it into his head to reclaim the cassette. What she did want was to make good on what she’d said to Jadewing.

’Sometime, we’ll find for you a few decent horror flicks.’

Tremors had turned out to be the first of that few. With luck, and a little---or a lot---of looking, there would be others, and so the whole theatre project had been buttressed by the hope of having more movies. The screen was situated at one side of the clearing Irja had kindly created, suspended between the trunks of two massive trees and braced by branches across its back. (The controls were there, as well, and at two elevations; the human-scale console sheltered in what looked, to Sam, like an ice shack.) A viewing deck had been built opposite the screen, encircling one wide walnut tree at a height which would have any occupants up enough to talk to standing Cybertronians comfortably, without craning. The deck had been outfitted with a ladder, a small collection of mismatched chairs, and (importantly!) a small free-standing fire pit. Two ridges crossed the clearing so that people could park angled up to better see the screen, but the clearing itself was otherwise almost ordinary---and only ‘almost’ on account of its creation.

All things considered, the set-up was pretty sweet.

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Re: arrivals

[knight_light]

Wing steps into the clearing as looks around. Hey, this is a pretty nice set up. He’s also curious about this movie. He’s seen all kinds of movies from his own world, but the Circle hadn’t really allowed interactions with other species, so he’d never seen anything produced by another race before. He was rather looking forward to this.

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"Hey Wing!" The Knight was one mindful of others, but even if he were otherwise, he'd've heard himself hailed---Sam was surprisingly loud when she wanted to be, even calling from across the clearing. She started for the white mech, waving and grinning up. "Glad you're in for opening night! What d'you think of our arrangements?"

[knight_light]

Wing grins and approaches Sam. He goes to a knee at a comfortable distance from her. “I wouldn’t have missed it! You’ve certainly made the place look nice.” He looks around again, just taking it all in.

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"If you had, we would've missed you." Beaming at the compliment---and the project's completion---Sam shrugged and crossed her arms. "Thanks! It was very much a good group effort; none of it would've been manageable without the others on-board, and everyone was awesome about it."

[knight_light]

"That's good to hear. The best projects are the ones completed with friends. I'm looking forward to seeing this movie you found."

He'll shift and sit, and offer his hand to Sam so he can bring her up to optic level.

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"Or, for. Working at something to surprise a friend can, I think, be as much fun---even if, or especially if, it's a total secret while a work in progress." The adept stepped onto the offered hand without hesitation, settling to sit cross-legged even as Wing's admission got her grinning. "I hope you like it. It's the sort of movie that I think has a little something for everyone in the audience... but I don't even know what genres you like best."

[knight_light]

“For is always a good motivator too.” He chuckles. “I’m sure it’ll be fun. Honestly, I’ve not seen a movie in so long I can’t really say what my favorite genre would be.”

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"I'd ask, but I already know the answer would be 'a ridiculously long time.'" Sam turned her hands up, then let them fall to her lap. "Chronological scale takes more getting used to than physical, I think. Physical is one thing, with 'oh okay now there's not just conversational distance but elevation also,' but periods of time past a certain point all get lumped into this category of 'MUCH.'"

Her grin growing, Sam leaned forward a little.

"As short a time as I've known you, though I've got guesses. I'd peg you as the sort of guy to favour certain dramas, and also quality fantasy films. That's unfortunate, cause there aren't many."

But if they ever found a copy, she was sure he'd enjoy Willow especially.

[knight_light]

He chuckles and shrugs. Sorry Sam, he can’t really help you get used to the whole time thing. Her guesses as to genres he’d like has him amused. “Fantasy films...hm, something like that does sound interesting.”

Maybe someday it’ll be found in the Warehouse.

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It was enough that he was there to hear her out---enough, as she couldn't expect anything more... beyond bad jokes, though those she expected from Breakdown. (Wing wouldn't stoop to cracking wise the same way, no matter how funny some of the burns could be.)

"Seems like you'd be all for the little group of adventurers learning about each other, and theirselves, as they struggle to complete some quest. Plus, majestic scenery."

[knight_light]

He laughs softly. "Yes, that does sound like something I would enjoy. Perhaps we'll have to find out for certain sometime, assuming you can find a fitting story for us to watch."